Chapter 17 Resolving Han Gao's Situation. At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Li…
At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Li slowly woke up, moved the long arm that was wrapped around her waist, and walked to the bathroom in her slippers.
This morning I was going to the hospital for a routine check-up. Since it was a very simple check-up, Shen Liyi firmly refused Jiang Huaichuan's offer to accompany him.
The atmosphere in the conference room on the 23rd floor of the Jiang Group building was extremely tense.
Jiang Huaichuan sat in the main seat, coldly sweeping his gaze over everyone in the conference room. An invisible pressure spread through his mind like a thick fog.
"This is your work," Jiang Huaichuan tossed the document onto the center of the table, looking down at the department head and his assistants and secretaries who were scurrying around like quails. "Trying to muddy the waters? This is the first time in all these years I've encountered someone trying to slip in a half-finished product to get away with it. Who was responsible for this document?"
In the fourth seat from the left, Han Gao's face turned deathly pale, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. His lips trembled, and his head hung low.
This morning, as soon as Han Gao arrived at the company, he rushed to the assistant department. After waiting there for more than ten minutes, and seeing that it was almost time to clock in, he still hadn't seen Shen Li. Han Gao immediately felt something was wrong.
Han Gao craned his neck and paced back and forth until 9:30, when his anxiety finally died.
The project team specifically instructed me to do this when they handed it over yesterday.
Xiao Zhang from the project team: "General Manager Jiang needs this document for a meeting tomorrow morning, so it absolutely cannot be wrong."
Jiang and Han Gao's eyes lit up, and they immediately took the document and assured each other, "Okay, don't worry about it, leave it to me."
After the project team left, Han Gao opened the document and took a look. The data processing for this document was not difficult, but it was very tedious. He would definitely have to work overtime to finish it today.
I was thinking about meeting up with my buddies for drinks after get off work, and I heard that their girlfriends had brought a few friends along.
Han Gao didn't want to miss out.
Han Gao looked around, then stood up and walked to Zhang Na's side.
"Sister Na," Han Gao smiled ingratiatingly, "I have something to do tonight, could you help me get ready so I can treat you to milk tea tomorrow?"
Zhang Na glanced at it, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and asked cryptically, "Why didn't you say you had something to do tonight?"
Han Gao's smile froze for a moment, and he hurriedly covered it up, saying, "I didn't think of it just now."
"Oh." Zhang Na said coldly, "I have things to do tonight, so I can't help you. You'll have to figure it out yourself."
Han Gao was humiliated, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, before he turned and left.
Zhang Na saw Han Gao's expression and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
As the saying goes, "A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit."
Han Gao was most likely a nepotism hire placed in by some leader. His diploma barely met the company's hiring requirements, he had little internship experience, and there were plenty of people who were better than him in the interviews. In the end, he was hired with the seventh-highest score and assigned to the secretariat.
"Come on in, come on in. We can teach a blank slate. It's always good to have a challenge once in a while." The Secretary-General sighed, trying to console himself.
During his first week there, Han Gao was like a busy little bee, and you could see him everywhere. Everyone gradually accepted the newcomer and started giving him some basic, less difficult tasks.
But after only two days, everyone realized that something was wrong.
Han Gao always appears very enthusiastic when he takes on a task, but he always manages to quietly pass it away with excuses like "I don't know how" or "I don't understand," causing the secretariat's original work schedule to be postponed.
After doing it many times, everyone figured out the trick.
So Han Gao reassigned hardworking and diligent people to other departments.
One day, the marketing department had a document that needed to be delivered to the secretariat. Han Gao happened to be passing by and offered to help deliver it.
But he forgot about the document and put it on his desk. It wasn't until two days later, when the document was needed for a meeting, that Han Gao suddenly remembered it.
The meeting was scheduled for 3 p.m., and there would have been enough time to organize it immediately. However, Han Gao secretly slipped the document into Zhang Na's filing cabinet while she was away.
Unsurprisingly, Zhang Na was unfairly blamed.
Zhang Na is always meticulous and rigorous in her work. How could she not remember if anyone had given her this document in the past few days? After the meeting, she stopped the person in charge of the marketing department and asked, only to be told that the document was handed over by Han Gao.
In an instant, Zhang Na understood everything. She stormed over to the chief secretary, who was also dumbfounded, saying it was the first time he had ever encountered such a bizarre person.
From that day on, Zhang Na and Han Gao were truly at odds.
"It's... Shen Li from the Assistant Department who's in charge." Han Gao's voice broke the silence abruptly.
As soon as he said it, Han Gao felt extremely wronged.
That's right! It's all Shen Li's fault. He got scolded because he didn't finish his work.
Han Gao thought it over and found it increasingly reasonable, and continued, "Yesterday I gave the document to Shen Li and told him that I needed it for today's meeting, but he left before finishing it and even skipped work today!"
His words stunned everyone in the conference room. Several department heads who had been keeping their heads down suddenly raised their heads. For a moment, the eyes on the conference table were in a chaotic jumble, like laser spotlights at a concert.
Song An silently put down his pen and silently drew a cross in his heart.
"Is that so?" Jiang Huaichuan's voice was icy, his dark eyes fixed on Han Gao, his pupils unreadable.
Han Gao swallowed hard and nodded emphatically: "Yes."
Jiang Huaichuan's gaze was sinister, and he smirked, "What's your name?"
Han Gao's eyes lit up, thinking he had gained Jiang Huaichuan's favor, and he quickly said, "President Jiang, I am Han Gao, the new secretary in the secretariat, from the project department."
Jiang Huaichuan stood up and coldly told the chief secretary, "Process his resignation immediately. I will approve it personally." He then left the meeting room.
What
The color drained from Han Gao's face instantly, and he slumped into a chair, bewildered.
As the farce ended, Song An glanced in Han Gao's direction, a mocking smile appearing on his lips. The Jiang Group never kept idle people, let alone such self-proclaimed clever slackers who played petty tricks.
Song An closed his notebook: "Meeting adjourned."
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Shen Li learned about this from Song An when she returned to the company at noon.
Song An, holding a cup of coffee, leaned against Shen Li's desk: "You didn't see it, but when President Jiang heard your name from Han Gao, his face turned as black as ink. I was worried he would throw the documents in Han Gao's face."
Shen Li was surprised to find that he couldn't imagine Jiang Huaichuan's dark face. He suppressed the smile in his eyes, took a document out of the drawer and handed it to Song An.
“The data compilation for yesterday’s document.”
"You actually did it?" Song An asked in surprise.
Recalling Han Gao's arrogant and haughty expression, even with her good temper, Shen Li couldn't help but feel annoyed. However, she also thought that if she refused, the man would definitely find someone else to do the job.
Shen Li's gaze swept over the documents, then fell on the calendar on the table, where tomorrow's number was circled in red. A thought struck Shen Li; she decided to teach this person a lesson.
Shen Li: "Yeah, there are a lot of documents in the project department. There are only four secretaries in the project department. If you take away Han Gao, who's just messing around, then there are only three who can do the job. When Zhang Na came up to give me the documents yesterday, the hesitant look on her face told me there was something wrong."
Sure enough, the answer came to him in less than an hour.
At 2 PM, the general secretary arrived with Han Gao's resignation papers, followed three meters behind by a pale-faced Han Gao, who clearly still wanted to try and defend himself.
After passing the assistant department, Han Gao's steps came to a sharp halt. Then, he quickly picked up a cutting knife from the side and ran towards Chen Li, his eyes bloodshot and his face contorted.
The general secretary quickly turned around to try to stop him, but failed because of the distance.
The other assistants noticed what was happening and stood up.
"What are you doing?"
Song An was sitting right next to Shen Li. Upon seeing this, he quickly stood up and stopped him. After being stopped by Song An, the chief secretary also arrived and hurriedly hugged Han Gao's violently struggling body.
In the chaos, the safety catch on the cutter came loose, and just as the blade was about to hit the chief secretary's back, Shen Li grabbed Han Gao's wrist, squeezed hard, and snatched the cutter from his hand, handing it to the assistant who had rushed over.
Shen Li: "Take it further away."
Security guards quickly arrived and pinned Han Gao down on either side.
"Are you alright?" Shen Li asked worriedly, supporting the chief secretary.
The main body of the razor blade was made of iron plate, and its four corners were sharp. In the situation just now, Han Gao was furious and his strength must have been considerable. Even if Shen Li was fast enough to snatch the blade, the chief secretary who was hugging him head-on was inevitably hit a few times.
"Ouch!" The chief secretary moved his shoulder and felt a slight sting. "Luckily, I was wearing a down vest today, hehe, so I didn't hit any bones."
Shen Li felt a little uneasy: "I'll go with you to the hospital for a check-up later." This person came for her, which was a completely unwarranted disaster for the chief secretary.
The general secretary waved his hand and hurriedly said, "It's really nothing. Oh right, could you approve Han Gao's resignation paperwork?"
Han Gao instantly exploded, shouting, "Why? President Jiang said he approved it, why should it go to Shen Li? He's nobody!"
Shen Li took the pen, signed her name, then opened her computer, logged into the backend, found the personnel module, and clicked "approved".
Shen Li looked at Han Gao: "Based on my highest authority to decide whether or not to hire someone, your work ability does not meet the job requirements. As for the intentional injury just now, it was all recorded by surveillance cameras, and we will call the police to handle it."
Upon hearing that the police had been called, Han Gao became frightened. He forcefully shook off the security guard on his right, took out his phone, and dialed the number.
"What's wrong, dear nephew?"
"Uncle, save me! I've been fired and I'm being sent to the police station." Han Gao's tears instantly streamed down his face.
"Resigned? Who resigned? I'll talk to him, it's not a big problem." The man's voice on the other end of the phone was calm and unhurried.
"Shen Li! It was Shen Li who resigned." Han Gao glared at Shen Li with a look that said, "You're finished."
"..." The breathing on the other end of the phone became heavy, followed by a long silence. "Ah, it's Shen Lizhi. Never mind then, I'll find you another job."
Han Gao: ? ?
Han Gao protested, "Uncle, please help me get Shen Li out of the company. I hate him!"
The middle-aged man, who was vacationing on the beach, turned over to sunbathe and was speechless upon hearing this.
Nephew, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to help you, but there's nothing your uncle can do.
The man, settling for second best, asked, "What about that police station? My uncle knows people there, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
"I, I..." Han Gao stammered. Seeing this, the chief secretary grabbed the phone and said bluntly, "He tried to hit someone with a cleaver, but he was stopped. Now we're taking him to the police station. That's all."
The man sat up abruptly, nearly twisting his aching back. Realizing what had just been said, he sensed something was wrong and cautiously asked, "Who are you trying to smash?"
"Oh ho, isn't this General Manager Huang?" Upon hearing this, the chief secretary recognized him immediately. His expression was both profound and easy to understand. "General Manager Huang, guess who your good nephew wants to smash?"
Huang Haifeng's heart sank instantly. He said weakly, "Give the phone to that little brat."
Everyone watched as Han Gao went from having tears in his eyes to looking blank and then ashen-faced.
Huang Haifeng continued to exert his power for more than five minutes.
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